Don't care!

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge.

Lin Fang thought about it again, whether intentionally or unintentionally, he was still alone now. To put it nicely, it was called "destiny not coming." Tear off the veil of gold, but it was actually not enough to be moved.

It's like the "unexciting challenge" in Weishi. Some girls look very good, but some people don't feel at all when they see it.

Some girls are not particularly good-looking, but at a glance, it may be her smile, her eyes, or her casual movement, which makes people feel heartbeat and unable to stop the corners of their mouths.

Lin Fang felt that what he lacked now might be the feeling of heartbeat.

If you really meet, no one can refuse such love.

Lin Fang parked the car and walked to the door of Henzman's store. Before he could enter, the clerk greeted him.

"Mr. Lin, welcome you. Your custom-made clothes are ready. Please come with me to the fitting room to try it first. If there is anything wrong with it, Mr. Taylor can help you make fine adjustments at any time!"

Tsk, it cost a lot of money.

Lin Fang didn't expect that the clerk would recognize himself at a glance.

That's not all. The tailor Taylor hasn't left yet, waiting for him to try on his clothes and provide fine-tuning services at any time.

Regardless of whether the whole group of services is worth the price or not, Lin Fang feels that it is worth it just for this series of services.

I really want to buy this kind of service again...

Stop!

I am really arrogant. Can I spend my own money the same as spending my law firm?

The money is not yours, so you can spend it as much as you want to pay for it... Lin Fang thought carefully and felt that the suit of Goudong that cost 300 yuan per suit seemed quite delicious.

When He Naibin entered the door, he happened to meet Lin Fang changing into a custom suit and walking out of the fitting room.

"I'll go, this is navy blue, right? Why does it look different from the average navy blue? Your outfit looks so high-end. Although I don't know what's different from the suits I usually wear, it looks very expensive..."

He Naibin is an authentic rich second generation after all. He thinks it looks very expensive. Lin Fang feels that he is really buying this outfit.

Lin Fang just felt that the suit he looked very handsome, and he didn't see anything else.

He Naibin could see that it was not known whether it was due to his tutoring or his persistent prodigal behavior over the years.

Tailor Taylor also walked out at this time, looking at Lin Fang back and forth, and his mouth was full of praise.

The clerk helped translate: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Taylor said you are the most standard oriental man he has ever seen. This outfit is perfect for you. He said that your legs are very long and your pants need to be slightly changed, which will be more perfect. Please change the clothes and wait for another fifteen minutes!"

"Tsk! This is perfect enough, and it's still necessary to change?"

He Naibin teased: "Brother, your 200,000 yuan is worth the money!"

Lin Fang went to the fitting room and said, "I think it's worth it, too."

He Naibin leaned outside the fitting room door and said through the door: "Brother Fang, I think your clothes are really good. Otherwise, Brother Fang, please help me swipe the card once, and I will buy one too?"

"Okay, I have activated a large amount of money transfer on WeChat, and I'll transfer it to you right away."

"Forget it! Brother, I'm kidding!"

He Naibin was startled and said vigilantly: "Brother, you are so kind to me. Do you really have any ideas about my sister, right?"

"I have a lot of thoughts!"

Lin said angrily and funnyly: "I think you are a brother, but you always want me to be your brother-in-law. Do you have a brother like you?"

"Brother Fang, do you have any misunderstandings about my ability to express yourself? I mean that?"

"Yes, that's what you mean!"

"Brother, you're boring! How could I mean that?"

Since Meng Zuer no longer causes trouble for He Naibin, his vigilance has once again gained the upper hand. He is always on guard against Lin Fang, not giving him the opportunity to escalate and become a brother-in-law.

The two of them had a few words, Lin Fang handed over the changed clothes to Taylor, and sat in the rest area and chatted and waited.

The clerk gave a pot of authentic British black tea and a plate of scones with whipped cream and jam, so that the two waiting were not too bored.

The scones in the store were delicious as Lin Fang expected. They were crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, and had a strong milky aroma. Then apply some jam and take a bite, which made people feel endless aftertaste.

At this time, take another sip of authentic British black tea, a feeling of laziness and comfort spread throughout the body. I just want to waste time lazy and enjoy this comfortable life.

After enjoying two pieces of scone cakes and half a cup of black tea, Lin Fang had the time to ask, "Mibin, how about the clerk, Miss Clerk? Do you have any photos? Do you want me to help you with the staff?"

"Need not!"

He Naibin was still enjoying the pleasure of snacks and black tea. When he heard this, he became tense. He looked at Lin Fang vigilantly and said, "I don't want to be your adviser, and I will become your girlfriend!"

Lin Fang was a little ridiculous: "What are you talking about? Do I look like that kind of person?"

He Naibin said earnestly: "Brother, everyone is brother. Just be bolder and remove the word 'like', you are! Do you know? I am thinking about whether to invite you to be your best man when getting married? If you are invited to be your best man, will my wife's bridesmaid group be wiped out?"

Lin Fang: "..."

Too much!

He Naibin!

I treat you as a brother, do you actually think of me like this?

How could I destroy your wife's bridesmaid group? Even if I have that thief, I am not physically strong enough...

Bah! I don’t have that thief at all!

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Taylor has already made it for you. Please try it again!"

Lin Fang agreed, took the clothes, and went to the fitting room again.

This time Lin released it, He Naibin looked at it and said, his eyes almost burst into light.

He rushed over, looked up and down at Lin Fang, and said in disbelief: "It's amazing! This old guy deserves to be named Taylor. He is really good at it. With such an inconspicuous fine-tuning, it actually makes your legs look so long!

When you go out, you are definitely long-legged Oppa, and you are wearing such a beautiful suit. It's not an ordinary sexy bag! I think the pair of shoes on you are a bit unworthy of you! And the belt on you are not suitable, you have to change it!"

Lin Fang looked down at his leather shoes, then at the belt on his waist, and said in confusion: "What's the problem with this? I think it's pretty good?"

He Naibin said with a grudge: "Brother! Details! Details determine success or failure, and details reflect a man's true taste! Leather shoes, cufflinks, glasses, shirts, watches, broochs, long-handled umbrellas, windbreakers, tie, all of these cannot be ignored? Let's go, I'll take you to complete them!"

Don't!

Brother, please let it go!

Lin Fang stood there, letting He Naibin pull him no matter how hard he pulled him, he would not move at all.

In the past, I spent money on public accounts in law firms, so I naturally spent money as much as I enjoyed it.

Now there is no law firm to report the accounts, and Lin Fang has to pay for every penny. If he is so generous, he is a little unhappy.

No matter how hard He Naibin said it, Lin Fang just didn't want to pay.

Dog Dong has everything, buy a belt for a few hundred yuan, buy a pair of leather shoes for a few hundred yuan, and pack it up and buy it together, and it costs only a few thousand yuan. Isn’t it good?

Lin Fang knew that if he went out with He Naibin, this person who was so good at spending money would probably be something worth thousands of dollars and even tens of thousands of dollars!

If it costs more than 100,000 yuan, Lin Fang would feel sorry for him.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Taylor said, in order to thank you for your trust in him and for your support in Hunzman, he has prepared a little gift for you, just a trivial leather shoes, belts, brooches, tie, and hope you can accept it."

"What's the thing?"

He Naibin looked at Lin Fang with a strange look, and the envy, jealousy and hatred in his heart were about to burst into sour water.

He never expected that there would be such good things waiting for Lin Fang.

Hunzman is not stingy, but he is not generous.

There are not many small gifts delivered, most of them are worthless gadgets, which mainly reflect one's intention.

When did He Naibin see a set of accessories delivered by a tailor who had his own pockets, leather shoes, belts, brooches and tie?

It can only be said that Taylor was very satisfied with the model Lin Fang and the suit he made, so he was rarely bleeding.

"Brother, no wonder I pulled you, you refused to leave. Are you sure that the old tailor's mind?"

"Uh...I want to say no, do you believe it?"

"I definitely don't believe it!"

"That's right..."

Lin Fang shrugged and had to admit it.

To be honest, He Naibin doesn't believe it, and he has no choice.

He was simply a little afraid of He Naibin's consumption ability. After all, he was a rich second generation. He didn't even blink his eyes when he spent money.

Lin Fang is not the kind of tycoon who can make money even if you breathe. It is not easy to make money and dare not make money.

The clerk brought the small gift prepared by Taylor tailor and helped Lin Fang change it to her.

After being fully armed, Lin Fang stood in front of He Naibin and Taylor again. One of them said and the other spoke English. The whole store almost heard a "dream" sound of praise.

In He Naibin's words, "Damn it" is not enough to describe Lin Fang's charm.

Taylor's small gift also just proves He Naibin's point of view, and details determine the taste of a man.
To be continued...